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#humans need breaks
sapphicacademic · 1 year
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be kind to yourself on your bad days.
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chitinleg · 11 months
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got him off-balance!
#my art#ds9#star trek deep space nine#julian bashir#elim garak#garashir#watercolor#image desc in alt text#i normally post on mondays but. today im breaking my pattern! getting a little silly. getting a little wild. garashir jumpscare#“tumblr user chitinleg garak would neot easily let himself be swooped off his feet into a hug like that” yes i know BUT!#look at his expression. look at how his arms r pinned. he didnt let this happen LMAO julian just surprised him. grabby huggy human behavior#if you look really closely you can see the tiniest frown in the world on Garak's face. because he's like “EEP !”#cant see bashirs face at all in this only his body but i think we can all imagine that whatevers going thru his head. he needs this hug bad#ALSO. for anyone wondering what the fucked up shadow is that starts at the juncture of the teal sleeve-cap where its set into the armhole#the jumpsuits have a bit of a fold of extra fabric (called an Action Pleat) there which allows for a little more maneuverability of the bod#AND creates a really sleek and flat back panel#because you can see the fabric twists along the side arent grabbing the flat back fabric theyre grabbing the fabric folded beneath it#often times i think about drawing out a dissection of kiras first uniform and this voy era one for other artists to use. bc god knows#i struggled at first to find full body references#they like to shoot ds9 very close to peoples heads. and the camera is so blurry. they smeared butter on that thing. god bless
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qm0ri · 2 years
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comic based on @theaceofarrows ‘s incorrect toh post!!
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fictionadventurer · 7 months
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There's something about reading really great writing that's so relaxing. You can just sit back and let the words wash over you, knowing that you can trust the writer.
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android-twink · 2 months
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Bad habits die hard... but maybe it's a bit easier when you're with me.
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Just buncha random doodles, some day to day life, slow moments : )
I love these two so much, I can't express enough. They are important to me 💙
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erupan · 11 months
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Humble farmer girlfiends. There's still time for them to change their Gundam company to repurpose Aerial into a tractor
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chase-ing-shadows · 1 year
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AU where Atreus gets stuck as a bear and him and Sindri have to go on a brother bear style adventure to make him human again.
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also open to the idea that this happens after Ragnarok and this is the story of how Atreus and Sindri reconnect
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Yknow sometimes I think about collecting more antique clothing to wear but then I remember that I'm 5'10" and ladies weren't that tall back then
Oh, they were! Just fewer of them (throughout the 18th and 19th centuries, average height fluctuated as low as 2" below the modern average, or as close to it as no difference at all). And their clothing is less likely to survive, because larger or longer garments could be more easily cut down to make clothing for smaller relatives and/or children. That's called "survivorship bias," and in clothing history, it's the reason small clothes tend to be overrepresented in museums. There are other factors, like formal milestones for which clothing might be a significant memento happening mostly early in life, when you're at your smallest adult size, but that's the most relevant one to your situation.
Also, don't feel too bad- a lot of antique clothing isn't wearable for not immediately obvious reasons. From concerns about silk "shattering," a form of damage that's literally unrepairable, to iron mordants in black dye making black garments fall apart faster over time, your best bet re: wearing antiques is to stick to things like undergarments and maybe blouses and outerwear. Sad but true.
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aq2003 · 7 months
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rassblerry · 6 months
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♦️🐰 x 🐱💀
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seasicksilver · 2 days
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good old times
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doodlerh · 2 months
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THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN OF REGALIA LOST!!!
originals from 2020:
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gothicakvtagawa · 1 year
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shang qinghua thinks he’s living in a high-stakes life-or-death master-servant drama where he’s at the whims of the gorgeous mind-numbingly sexy and completely unattainable guy that has hated him for years but who’s grown to feel some level of affection for his sneaky, cowardly, pathetic, conniving ways, and who has to eventually comes to term with the fact that he’s a powerful demon noble who may have some squishy feelings for a weak little human against his will, all while shang qinghua himself has to trick and manipulate his way into positions of power so that he can maintain his usefulness to those who he believes would otherwise throw him away
but mobei-jun is the one who thinks that they’re living out a long-term interspecies courtship opera where he may be the guy in charge, sure, but that same snivelling little human at his back is the entire foundation of his power and kingdom and the reason he’s grown to be a better lord of his territory, and his own position in this drama is as the benefactor and protector of a man who is horrifically undervalued and unappreciated by those around him, and to try and learn to make his deep-rooted and long-lasting feelings clear in the human way when he’s been billboarding his affections in his own customs for literal years without sign of reciprocation
and they’re both right
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arttsuka · 3 months
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Guess what movie I watched yesterday (it was 'Chicken run: dawn of the nugget')
Anyway British chicken am I right 🐓 (I know that this is a rooster but I didn't like the chicken emoji)
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candycatstuffs · 1 year
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Another gf sketchdump!! Now featuring Characters Besides Stan!!!!
that one hair doodle is based on a scene from this fic heehoo
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ive never made a long post before but listen to me, are you listening? I need you to listen because by the power of interstellar travel the human race can spread sea shanties anywhere we can touch our grubby little space vessels down on.
we already have a sunset of humans least likely to kill each other in a fit of cabin fever: insane people (looking at you Reid Stowe) who don't mind spending so much time at sea, confined to limited spaces and resources, champions of finding anything to do to make the work pass by easier and time pass quicker. and also like, researchers who study the poles because holy shit talk about navigating a landscape that kinda wants you dead. but this is about sea shanties.
humans are lyrical, percussive, rhythmic creatures who would hum a little something the time of their own heart beat if left alone in the silence. you get a bunch of people doing the most monotonous tasks imaginable (until something exciting happens) in the most technologically sophisticated tin can humanity could sling shot at the stars and tell me that haul away joe wouldn't be bouncing up and down the halls. like sure, the context of syncing rowing or pulling ropes or whatever (im not a sailor) would be lost, but we would find shit to serve as percussive punctuation or my name isn't [redacted]
watch me write all this out only for someone to be like "uh yeah, space pirates"
and what would other species fucking think though? "why do they keep fucking singing and why does the singing make them more efficient what the hell they aren't even doing the same fucking things" (give me a second upset we haven't gone deep space diving yet). "does it help you communicate" "kinda" "what does that mean" "captain, maybe it's a way to link to a shared neural field" only to realize that we do it because we don't need our mouths to do maintenance or push buttons or take measurements and it pretty much just means 'you there?' 'yeah man let's get this done'
god I love work songs. engineers and techs moving like one creature, boisterous calls for the wellerman drowning out claxons and panic. clanging pots and pans keeping time while joking about chicken on a raft in the kitchen. scientists, backs bowed over specimens and instruments, hands cramped from typing, humming eagerly for the 2nd mate to strike the bell. fuck, I wanna go to space so bad.
Would it be infectious? after spending time on board the human vessels, would other species find theirselves more prone to humming together as they slog through all the boring bits of space travel? make their own songs or movements to ride time out quicker. god crossing across another musical species and cross breeding our work song would be magical. we take these back home like golden goddamn treasures, and through our similarities we appreciate the others differences.
fuck fuck fuck please send me to space I promise I'll behave I wanna take so much music with me I promise I won't be memetic viral source please please.
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